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butterknives lithe. garbage disposal yoga. oger cortisol dump. i guess i'll jus eat my teeth now and face me. heartmaw must feed. i have no reason -or imagination- anymore to stay here. not really.. ----- pls feel all the feels for me. this melo d is real, i swear. my torn tears tear down this face encased in rusty bladelace. yours diaphanously, mememe. its so ******* sad
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 2:27 PM UTC
faceful exit
butterknives lithe. garbage disposal yoga. oger cortisol dump. i guess i'll jus eat my teeth now and face me. heartmaw must feed. i have no reason -or imagination- anymore to stay here. not really.. ----- pls feel all the feels for me. this melo d is real, i swear. my torn tears tear down this face encased in rusty bladelace. yours diaphanously, mememe. its so ******* sad
mike-dm
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 2:27 PM UTC
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